She woke, wedged into the receding shelf of a cave or crevice. She had to surmise this: she was prone, confined on all sides by what felt like roughly hewn stone, in complete blackness. It was so pitch that she was not entirely sure she was alive: aside from the stabbing confines of her encasement, […]
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The Lonely Fall of Andal Brask
“This isn’t like the six fronts, Cayde.” They were in a high scrub bluff, on the last ridge before the climbs of the glacier above; leagues ahead of them, down the broken spines of the mountain’s roots, the city was on fire beneath its pearl. The moon hung full and cold in the sky, […]